An early visit
It was dawn, and I decided to visit and see if she slept
alone: Cynthia lay alone in her bed.
I stood amazed: she never had seemed more lovely to me,
not even when, dressed in a gown of deep sea-blue,
she went from here to tell her dreams to Vesta the Pure,
fearing they boded harm for her or for me.
Just so she seemed to me now, freshly aroused from sleep.
Ah! What intrinsic power has dazzling beauty!
'Well! ' she said, 'you are a bright and early spy on your girl!